i heard the horn sound out the call

air began to shake

because it's hunting time again

senses start to wake

so you get up on your feet

and you gather into packs

and then the packs become a horde

then we all begin to laugh



take my hand now - let's go

find that place now - let's go

let's make haste now - let's go

because it's taking shape - new man come along



instinct overtake

singing as we go

war machine inside

push me further still

so you get up on your feet

and you gather into hordes

eliminate the obstacle

start to make your way



then the clouds begin to move

and my heart begins to pull

because the lady's taking hold again

i saw her taking shape

where the old will always die

when winter comes along

and man shall fear the storm again

all begin to move



new man come along - go